"You...... If I'm not mistaken, it's the monkeys from Sandia......"

In the midst of the leaping thunder and lightning, Anilu's body continued to recover, shining with a blinding white light.

"Are you coming to take back your ancestors' land...... It's a ridiculous thought, isn't your failure over the years painful enough? I don't know if I should praise you for your perseverance......"

Anilu held the golden rod in his hand, spread his arms, and taunted loudly.

"Haven't you recognized the reality yet! The strong live, the weak die, this is the truth of this world! ”

"Because they were weak, your ancestors lost their land! Because you are weak, you have been losing the war for 400 years! Accept your fate, all ....... It's all a matter of course! ”

"And let's not say that you don't have the slightest chance of winning in front of me......"

Anilu turned his face sideways, his gaze swept over the Sandian warrior behind Vaipa, and then fixed on Vaipa.

"Isn't it possible that all these years of blood have brought you to your senses...... Everything you do...... There is not the slightest point at all! ”

"The cowardly generation has lost its hometown because of its weakness, and does not want to use its courage and life to regain it, but pins its hopes on the next generation, and pity you Sandia monkeys, generation after generation, for an illusory goal, leaving one corpse after another......."

"But what do you see the lives of so many Sandians bring? Nothing! Your fathers have shed their blood and have done nothing but to fertilize the land of the Sky Island! ”

"This was true of your fathers, and even more so of you, because before me...... You don't stand a chance at all! ”

"The so-called goal of returning to the homeland is nothing but a ridiculous meaningless fantasy!"

Anilu's voice resounded in the sky, and the Sandia warriors present lowered their heads, their hands clutching their weapons trembling.

The shame of being driven out of their homeland, the blood and tears of defeat for 400 years, continue to flow in my heart.

Doesn't it make sense...... That seems to be the case......

Four hundred years of war, apart from the fact that the children's parents fell one by one on that land, and the children who grew up to accept the fate of their parents, have never brought anything to the Sandia people........

Failure, failure, failure!

In the four hundred years since our ancestors were driven out, the road back to our homeland has been filled with corpses as high as mountains and as much blood as rivers flowing......

But no Sandians ever set foot on that land again.......

The blood and tears of the Sandians were exchanged for ridiculous ...... Pointless!

The air fell silent, and a breeze blew, whining high in the air, like the lamentation of the undead of Sandia in these four hundred years.

Everyone present was silent, even if they didn't know the history of blood and tears, there was an inexplicable heaviness in their hearts.

The world seems to have lost its color, like a photo in a black and white photo, telling a deep sadness.

"Not really......

Suddenly, a childish voice sounded, and the crisp timbre seemed to add a touch of color to this black and white world.

"What Mom and Dad did is not meaningless!"

Everyone looked away from the source of the sound.

But I saw that Aisha's two big eyes were constantly flowing with tears, her biting lips were full of snot, and she shouted at Anilu in a choked voice:

"Don't speak ill of your parents! They're for Aisha! For children like Aisha to live a better life in the future! ”

Mom and Dad are in Aisha's heart........ is the greatest hero! ”

Aisha's choked voice echoed in the sky, and it also resounded in the hearts of all Sandians people.

The world seems to have gone from black and white to color in an instant, and everything comes to life.

Oh, yes...... How could it not be meaningful......

This...... It's not just about returning to your hometown, it's about the next generation!

Isn't it the mission of our generation to lay down the land and peace for the next generation with swords and blood?

The fighting spirit refilled the chests of all the Sandians present in an instant.

"Cut, a bunch of monkeys with bad brains......"

The eyebrows on Anilu's face were almost twisted into a line.

Boom Boom!

The war ghost Vaipa flying in the air fired several incendiary bombs at him, instantly blocking back what he wanted to say.

At this moment, the man who was always tense and described by Aisha as as a ghost was as terrible as a ghost, and there was a trace of a smile on his face!

Well done, Aisha!

How could the persistence of each generation of Sandians be meaningless?

It is true that the fathers lost, but the never-say-die spirit they left us is their greatest meaning!

At this moment, Vaipa had already arrived less than a meter away in front of Anilu!

Accept the sanctions! Anilu!

Qinghai people come here only for the worthless gold, and they don't have any souvenirs here......

The only people of the Sky Island are Gan Fuor, and as long as you die, the land of your homeland will return to the Gandians again! Put an end to the 400-year war!

Even if there is a possibility of a new war in the future, but ...... We have never been afraid!

Vayipa's eyes were filled with unprecedented firmness.

The man with tears in his eyes when he heard the name of his ancestor rushed to Anilu at this moment with an invincible momentum.

Even if he will die in the next moment, he has no fear!

"A monkey is a monkey! A bunch of animals with worrying IQs! ”

In the leaping arc, Anilu's angry voice sounded, and I saw that half of his body that had been blown to pieces was constantly flashing with dazzling thunder, and half of his body quickly converged.

"Do you think you'll be able to hit me if you get in there? No kidding! Your attacks don't even tickle me! ”

Although Vaipa's incendiary cannon did no harm to Anilu, it was not so refreshing to be bombarded.

Even if there is no harm or pain, it is very uncomfortable to be beaten half of my body.

The thunder continued to gather on the golden stick, and the blue arc kept jumping, converging at the tail end into a ball of lightning the size of a basketball that was constantly exploding.

And at this moment, Vaipa had already rushed to Anilu's side.

"Your attack doesn't mean anything to me at all! How can you brainless Sandia monkey figure it out! ”

Anilu sneered loudly at Vaipa.

"No point?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on Vaipa's face.

"And now?"

Zizi ......

The thunder and lightning that had been flickering violently on the golden stick of Anilu a moment ago suddenly disappeared as if the power had been cut off, leaving only two tiny electric sparks.

"Ahh?!!!h

Anilu's face was full of disbelief, at this moment he only felt that his whole body was weak, his body could no longer be elementalized, and there was no way to send out any thunder and lightning.